Music Major Meal Munch...

...or...Many Much Machinations for Multiple M's in Magnificent Masses!


I just thought I would embrace the apparent need for Alliteration...
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The annual music division "party" was held at the W's residence this year. I am not a music major, but as an individual with transportation, I was deemed worthy of attending this year,

(E.G.)

although she kept insisting I was her "date", I am here to testify to the complete and utter falseness of that statement. (Just to clarify, I was completely welcomed to the festivities, and Mrs. M said due to a theory class I was taking, I should have come anyway, so my "date" can get any ideas out of her little head...)

Once I was there, they were kind enough to feed me, even though it was just some bee-covered scraps they tossed toward where they had tied me to the tree nearest the car.

(Actually, the food was very good. *Nods in the direction of M.J./L.R./Mrs. W/Mr. W/Mr. C/B.H./and whoever else helped out)

There are a few pictures,but some are... *ahem... interesting. (L.R.)The Gathering... (I am not even attempting to initial this mob, you can just use your imagination...)
The Gathering Circle, Side One (I don't claim to know what on earth is wrong with those two on the far side, I just try to be supportive.)
The Gathering Circle, Side Two... (More non-initials.)
I used to think I was short... (J.C./P.E./M.D./S.M.)

(C.W.)

I love to take pictures of people posing for someone Else's camera. Or better yet, just after they have taken the picture. You get the most candid and true to life portraits.

Let the games begin... after lunch the powers that be started implementing their plan for complete humiliation on every one's part...also known as "Group Games." Unfortunately, the meter on my cab was running, so my fare decided it was time to head back.
(I left. In a hurry. RAN.)